"Something's come up. I'm at the bar upstairs in the Golden Wing Palace. Tell Thomas to come over."
He stated his business and, without waiting for Sophie Sullivan's response, William Guillen hung up the telephone.
Sophie Sullivan gave her mobile phone a couple of shakes before putting it down. She tilted her head slightly. "William Guillen asked you to go to the bar at the Golden Wing Palace. Are you going?"
Thomas Shannon remained silent.
The man's handsome face was intermittently visible through the swirling smoke.
His stern, cold aura was even more intense than usual, his handsome features possessing a keen, striking edge.
For some reason, seeing Thomas Shannon like this made Sophie Sullivan a little worried.
It seemed this was the first time she had seen him so out of character.
His gaze was distant, as if fixed on some faraway point. Yet, on closer inspection, his deep, cold eyes seemed to lack any focus.
